Lake Rodney strung in my web

He chuckled, glancing at the woman's paws with a mixture of amusement and sympathy. The man requested more information, and Killdeer was happy to provide.

We're a family pack, but that doesn't stop with blood, he explained. Anyone who wants a home, who's willing to be loyal, and kind to each other, and to contribute—you're welcome on the caldera.

It was simple, he thought. No esoteric rules or rituals, or lofty expectations. No grappling for power. And hopefully no internal squabbles, beyond the normal mild tiff.

He cocked his head with a smile. I'd also like to see all kinds of skills represented there, he added. I'm a decent fighter, and an okay hunter, and I think I'm good at talking to others. Whatever you're good at, there's a place for you.